Category Archives: Poem

Mind twist 

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Psychedelic tunnels and supersonic dreams. 

That time when everyone and everything got stuck between a voice.

 

Was it from the heavens above or the hell below? 

It’s never really easy to know when the world is hazy. 

And being crazy starts to be more fun than staying sane. 

Trained up the mind hoping the heart would follow. 

  

Turns out that the heart has a mind of its own. 

Resounding scream of a parallel tale. Turned a heartfelt dream into a fairytale.
C.L Cunningham 

Poet 

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Laundered soul

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Dirty secrets of a filthy world. 

 Oh how I need to feel washed free of the sins of the skin. 

 Once again I put the cycle on spin and imagine myself covered in bubbles of redemption. Laundering the information of my mind to twinkle and shine.✨

  

C. L Cunningham 

Poet 

Fairytales and demons

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Once upon a time I was a lonely girl living in an empty hearted castle. I thought Love would chase away the rain and cover the pain that I was feeling. 

  
Conversations with a vision of hope gave me guidance and an outlet. 

Wishing of rainbows and positivity brings me peaceful nights while the earth has grown cold. There’s no warmth when it’s all glittering in ice.

  
Demons dance away in my dreams playing ring around the rosy with my soulful harmony. They ask me to dance with them so I do. 

Few heavenly voices replace my fear of flying they take me by the hand as I wave to my playmates and take my consciousness higher. 

Perched on tree branch I sit. 

I never returned to that castle. I packed up my dreams and my things to bid it a farewell. 

  
In the meadowlands of gratitude I roam free to find myself and the love that I truly want to see. 
C. L Cunningham 

Poetry in motion 🌹

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Illusion’s presence 

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Life’s light turned on the presence of illusion. There in that bright glow everything started to grow. As the past started to fade away. Darkness became the color of emotions feeding life with love. 

C. L Cunningham 

Poetry in motion 

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Calling out

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Cratered moon with a crescent heart.
Indigo mood for a starving soul.

Wanting more needing more to fill the void of the mundane.
Hearing teardrops than pour out like rain as they gently fall whispering your name.

C. L Cunningham 

Poet

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Could be

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Could be

Make the pain stop

Give me what I want.

  

Days when I can’t help but be extra because what I feel is so strong that I refuse to let it go. 

And  I don’t care.

And it’s unfair.

But so are you.
This could  be  through. This could be done. 

Or we could feel like two kids.  In love.

 Constantly on the run.

   

Who needs a perfect love story when one with kinks and dents can become more cherished because of the time invested. 

Who needs to be closer to you than me?
I wish I was…. yours. I wish you were mine.

But your not and we’re not. 

  
It’s a long night. On a lonely day. 

And maybe it’s better this way.

But it doesn’t feel like it.

C. L Cunningham 

Poet

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Misconceptions of misconduct 

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Stomp of my foot and the wrath of my words are meant to break down barriers as fear builds up walls.

I am no different than the average. I want my dreams to be real. Have no inhibitions to say what I feel on a daily basis. 

I’ll find peace in solitude and hope in love and my future in your eyes. I’ll push and I’ll pull. I’m good at playing the fool as long as it’s a fool for you. 

  
I’ll right my wrongs.

 Try again and again just to get next to you. 

Yes,I shut down when I think your playing around instead speaking from a place that we both know to be true. 

Play music at midnight listening to all the songs about Mr. Do Right with only a image of you etched on my brain. 

I’m soft to the touch and hard to miss,but I’m honest as sh*t whenever I say that I love you. 

Your the apple of my eye and the reason why I keep sending virtual vibes via social media. 

I’m yours forever and always.

 I’m ready for whatever as long as we end up together in this crazy thing we call life.

C.L Cunningham 

Poet 

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